Larc
Character
A work in progress...
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STATS AT-A-GLANCE
NAME: "Larc" /lɑː(r)k/
SPECIES: Assumed Vahla/Human ancestry. She was never explicitly told.
AGE: Believes she's about 8 years old
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 4 feet and 1 inch tall
WEIGHT: About 40 lbs.
EYES: Greenish hazel
HAIR: Silver white and straight
SKIN: Pale, but tans with exposure to solar radiation. Thick freckles peppered across face and body.
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes, but completely raw and untrained.
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A LITTLER DEEPER
STRENGTHS:
(+) Naturally honed Force Sight and some telekinesis; manipulating light objects when not met with physical resistance and being able to navigate a space in low or no light. These skills were shown to her by her mother, but developed when supporting herself.
(+) A child's curiosity and adaptability; It's made her crafty and sneaky, and observant
(+) While her body mass appears to be pretty average for her age group, she is much lighter and more flexible. Her mother said that was the Vahla side of her. Regardless, it's proven very useful.
WEAKNESSES:
(-) Hormones. So many hormonal changes causing so much emotional fluctuation, and with no self control, she can be a little dangerous with the force
(-) She's a child. Being a kid sucks, remember? All the “growing up” she's had to do to provide for herself has left her emotionally and socially stunted. She also knows nothing (Jon Snow) about the world outside of her sheltered existence.
APPEARANCE:
Untamed eyebrows, dusting of thick freckles across her cheeks and nose. Full lips.
A thin scar on her bottom right lip. Nails chewed right down.
There's a still sadness in her eyes, even when they're behind a playful smirk.
THE STORY UP UNTIL NOW:
All she can really remember are the last two years. Two Years spent circling markets like hungry vermin, waiting for the scraps of commerce. Her mother left her to sleep one evening and stepped out. Larc cannot say for certain what happened, but the narrative she is most comfortable with is that her mother left to collect food from the covered carts under the cover of darkness only to be caught and imprisoned. The idea that her mother would sacrifice herself to provide for the her daughter gives Larc the strength to carry on, so who really cares if it's the truth?
Now Larc associates with a band of local street kids who look out for one another, and takes life one day at a time.
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RELATIONSHIPS
MOTHER: Missing.
FATHER: None known.
SIBLINGS: None known.
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AFFILIATION AND STATISTICS
FACTION: None.
RANK: None.
KILLS: None.
BOUNTIES COLLECTED: None.
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HER CONTINUED STORY
(roleplays)
(roleplays)
None (yet), but she was created for a specific intended story line.